When we think of friends, and call their faces out of the shadows, and their voices out of the echoes that faint along the corridors of memory, and do it without knowing why save that we love to do it, we content ourselves that that friendship is a Reality, and not a Fancy--that it is builded upon a rock, and not upon the sands that dissolve away with the ebbing tides and carry their monuments with them. ~ Mark Twain
BURGER Madness! We have friends (see above quote) who last year started the first annual Burger Madness. Last night was the second in what will undoubtedly be a tradition that continue in the same vein.
Upon arriving we needed name tags...with our name AND our burger related name. I'm "Toasty Buns". My husband..."The Whopper".
"The Burger King" made something like 6 pans of gourmet "sliders". I say sliders like they were something you'd find at White Castle. Uh...no. These were only similar in diameter. They were almost as thick as they were around and each pan of burgers had it's own distinct flavor mixed in with the formed patty: bacon and blue cheese, mushrooms and swiss, jalapeno bacon and cheddar, green apple and canadian bacon, and plain (those are what I remember). THEN...you moved down the table and with all the "normal" fixings there were again the gourmet toppings...a chipotle onion mayo, a sweet ginger topping, carmelized onions, MORE sauteed shrooms, strips of bacon. There were sides of spinach salad, asian coleslaw, chips, baked beans, and various dips. Finally there was a dessert table of bars and watermelon. A keg of beer, a cooler of pop and water, and a huge jug of ADULT raspberry lemonade.
A perfect warm May night of upper 70s, a light warm breeze.
Friedrich Nietzsche says Madness is rare in individuals - but in groups, parties, nations, and ages it is the rule.
As pertains to Burger Madness...I'll follow the rules!
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